Luyện nghe bài hát Sweat Beatrice

Hanging with my sweet
She came out with a roar
Yelling, "I'm going to the store,
Be at quarter to four"
"Don't slam pinkies in the drawer"
She can be like a maiden from the of yore
Hanging out at 54
Break dancing on the slick disco floor
With Lionel
Who, by the way, was a
One time she mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle tooth boar
Who couldn't breat right the Vietnam War
Then she Chinese Checkers with Skeletor
And went camping Eva Gabor
She's my sweet
She's my Beatrice
my sweet Beatrice
And she's home
I got a picture of her by the seashore
Wearing a bikini made of velour
Her hair's up like Conway Twitty's
With the smile of Guy
She got the ups and like an elevator
But deep inside she's a marshmellow
Can a cake as big as Jupitor
or, Neithor nor
She'll it with your Labrador
She can run faster than a blazing
Winnie the Pooh and his friend Eeyore
Can a pipe out of an apple core
That's a trick she learned Roberto Parrish
Down in
You know
She's my sweet
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
And she's home
Well, for sure she opened the
Whipped out a 3-ft fishing
Sexually, made me insecure
Like the I was a roadie
On Elton tour
She said, "Let's go catch Piscatore!"
I said, "Beatrice, you don't eat no more."
She said, "By God, right!"
So we ourselves a snore
And when we woke up 10 hours
We Love Du Jour
She's my Beatrice
She's my sweet
She's my Beatrice
And she came
She likes to clean out the attic now and then
gonna knit me a brand new golfing bag
We gonna ourselves a John Wayne movie
Then we free all the doggies at the kennel
She gonna try on my third mittens
She'll keep 'em on even they're way too small
Well, she ain't never hurt me
She ain't gonna let me down
She ain't never tell nobody
I'm of birds and spiders
Well,





And she Pat Summerall